There is no doubt that repairing a large and complex neural network system is not an easy task even for Allen without using any abilities.
After all, neither Archangel nor Eighth Fleet has the professional production lines and equipment of Dawn Company, and can only be replaced by some ordinary tools for repairing MA and MS.
In addition, those special materials require refined processing, otherwise the theoretical upper limit of the design will not be achieved at all.
In the next dozen hours, everyone saw an incredible sight.
That is Allen, who is holding cutting and welding tools. A person is going up and down the huge machine, repairing and replacing the neural networks that are as tightly intertwined as silk threads.
Some tasks that obviously required high-precision robotic arms and computer assistance were easily accomplished by him with his bare hands.
What's even more terrifying is that this state of high concentration has lasted from the beginning to now!
No rest in between!
Not eating!
Don't drink water!
Didn't even go to the toilet!
Such terrifying concentration made the uncles in the training class call Coordinators a group of out-and-out monsters.
Not to mention ordinary Naturals like them, even Kira who was about to leave happened to see this scene and couldn't help but gasp.
No one knows better than him how depleting the body and mind will be once they enter a similar state.
Even if it were me, I would collapse from exhaustion in a few to ten minutes at most.
Several times, Kira wanted to stay and help, but when he thought of his friend Athrun and the gentle and considerate Lacuss·Clyne, he gave up his original idea. Finally, he turned around and boarded the shuttle provided by Eighth Fleet, and followed other civilians to parachute into the atmosphere and return to the neutral country Orb.
Since Kira got rid of the identity of Strike pilot, most of those Heliopolis students did not join the army and eventually boarded the shuttle together.
However, two people still chose to stay. One of them was Frey Alsta, who witnessed his father being killed and was filled with hatred, pain and anger, and the other was her boyfriend.
The purpose of the former's stay is very simple, that is to use the power of Archangel and Strike to kill as many ZAFT Army soldiers as possible, even if it costs everything.
As for the latter, it was purely to accompany my girlfriend.
This poor boy still doesn't know how crazy the blackened Frey will be, and it won't be long before a green prairie grows above his head.
"Which... Mr. Allen, you have been working at high intensity for twelve hours. Please stop and rest for a while, eat something to replenish your strength."
Accompanied by a familiar voice, Frey, who had put on a Earth Alliance female soldier uniform at some point, suddenly appeared in the hangar and handed over a hot meal and drink with both hands.
At this moment, the opening on her chest was deliberately untied and pulled low, and one could clearly see the career line that had only grown but had begun to take shape, as well as a small part of the lace inside.
The lower body was even more exaggerated. Not only was she put on sexy black stockings, but the skirt was also so short that it almost couldn't cover her buttocks.
It has to be said that anyone who is not a fool can feel that there is something wrong with this kind of dressing that suddenly changes from a "pure" style to a "sexy and mature" style overnight.
That is to say, Kira in the original plot is just at a low point in his life and desperately longs to be cared for and loved. Otherwise, normal people would remain vigilant.
"Is something wrong?"
Allen stopped what he was doing, turned around and glanced meaningfully at this girl who almost had "sexy" written on her face.
Frey quickly shook his head. "No! It's nothing important! I'm just a little worried that your body won't be able to bear it. After all, in the entire Archangel, you are the only one who can protect us."
Watching the girl's slightly frightened and uneasy expression, Allen suddenly smiled without warning, "Haha, you have changed really fast in the past two days. It was clear that you hated Coordinators so much before that you almost even shot Shot Dead P. L. A. N. T Supreme Council The behavior of the speaker's daughter suddenly changed her attitude. Do I look like a fool? Or do you think that my young body can make me your subordinate?"
Instantly!
Frey's face changed drastically!
The dinner plate he was holding accidentally spilled on the ground.
She never dreamed that the revenge plan she had finally thought of would be seen through just at the beginning.
Especially Allen's captivating eyes, as if they were mocking and sarcastic.
As expected, the girl burst into tears instantly, turned around and fled back to her room like crazy, got directly into bed and started sobbing uncontrollably.
In her opinion, since she is willing to make such a big "sacrifice", the other party should accept the "good intentions" as a matter of course, and then obediently fight with the ZAFT Army until one day she dies on the battlefield.
Not long after Frey ran away with its front legs, Teresa jumped out of Strike's cockpit with its back legs, sneering and joking, "Oh my, this is really incredible. I didn't expect you to be so popular with women wherever you go, and even this underage guy wants to have some intimacy with you. I'm curious, do you not have much desire in this regard? Or is that girl just not to your liking?"
Allen rolled his eyes angrily. "Don't tell me you didn't see what she wanted to do. This poor girl has been swallowed up by hatred, and all she did was to serve one goal, which is revenge. What's more... I'm quite picky in this regard."
"Critical? That's it!" A hint of understanding flashed in Teresa's eyes.
You must know that in the world of Claymore, many female Warrior who have escaped the control of the organization and obtained Redemption have more or less favorable impressions of Allen.
She has always been curious as to why Allen never responded at all.
Now, this question finally has an answer.
"You came here just to care about my sexual orientation and private life, right?" Allen asked while continuing the work at hand.
Under his abnormally precise control, the neural networks were cut off and replaced with new upgrading and strengthening materials.
It can be seen that the transformation is almost half done.
The original silver Mechanical Neural Network of the entire machine body has been replaced by new black material.
Not only that!
In key parts that are easily affected by the outside world, "muscle tissue" is also woven for defense and buffering.
certainly!
Unlike the muscles of the human body, these muscles do not have "movement" properties, but only serve as buffers between the outer armor and the internal neural network.
With these "muscles", the new body's resistance and anti-interference capabilities will be exponentially improved.
Even if he takes a few hits in a battle, he won't completely lose control or become paralyzed like before.
Teresa smiled and shrugged, "Why not? To me, you are like a huge mystery, full of desire for exploration and knowledge. This is why I was willing to accept the invitation in the first place. You know, I used to do it for a living. I almost gave up everything, including the basic dignity of life. Later, when I regained my dignity for Clare, I faced the darkest moment in my life. From birth to death, and from death to life, I now have a completely different understanding of life."
"So you enjoy the feeling of suddenly coming to another completely different world and enjoying living here?" Allen asked with interest.
"Well! Since you are not interested in this girl named Frey, how about leaving her to me?" Teresa suggested with a half-smile.
"Okay, no problem."
Allen agreed without even thinking about it.
Compared to Frey, the "eldest lady" who was originally spoiled but later turned evil after witnessing her father's death and wanted to take advantage of others, he himself is more interested in Blue Cosmos, the extremist organization, and the capital interest groups that provide financial support behind it.
"Thanks!"
After saying that, Teresa turned around and walked towards the room where Frey was.
At the same time, on the other side, the team led by Law Lu Cruze had just reached the edge of the Eighth Fleet radar detection range.
Looking at the densely packed warships docked in the earth's orbit in the distance, as well as the eye-catching red and white color on the surface of Archangel, he couldn't help but sigh with the corner of his mouth raised, "It's not easy! We finally caught up. Order Nicol and his Blitz Gundam attack immediately, activate Mirage System and move closer to clarify Eighth Fleet's defense situation."
"Yes!"
Following the signal soldier's response, Blitz Gundam, whose body number was GAT-X207, immediately stepped on the electromagnetic catapult and rushed into the black universe like a pitch-black bullet.
The moment he left the battleship, the pilot activated the mirage without hesitation, completely disappearing from the optical detector and electronic radar.
Neither Archangel nor Eighth Fleet realized that the fatal Death had arrived, and they were still replenishing supplies in an orderly manner.
Duane Hal Barton even took the time to hold a video conference with the Allied Forces executives on the ground, detailing the success of G Project and another MS control technology route proposed by Allen.
Several parties argued endlessly over how to use Allen, the genius Coordinators who took the initiative to join him.
The guy who represents the interests of Atlantic Federation's huge military-industrial complex bluntly demands that Eighth Fleet hand over the unnamed aircraft of Archangel, Strike and Allen.
After the discussion, which was more like a spoils-sharing conference than a video conference, ended, the supreme commander of Eighth Fleet couldn't help rubbing his brows, and sighed with a wry smile, "Oh - those bastards really haven't changed at all. In their eyes, there is only profit, and they don't understand that if we can't win this war, or if it continues to be a protracted tug of war, it will eventually have an irreversible impact on human civilization."
"General, please have a cup of coffee and relax. You should know best that unless the existing social structure completely collapses, the entire world is under the control of the power of capital. Don't those Coordinators just want to get rid of the fate of being controlled by capital and rise up to resist, and finally escape from the earth and go to the universe to establish P. L. A. N. T?" the adjutant comforted casually.
"That's why I'm worried. War has never been a child's play, let alone one that can bring down opponents through a series of dirty and despicable methods like elections and politics." Having said this, Duane Hal Barton paused for a few seconds, and then shook his head bitterly again. "Forget it, there's no point in talking about this now. How is the work progress of our great genius?"
"It went very well! Judging from the report we just received, the transformation and upgrading is almost 70% complete. Our top maintenance personnel are completely impressed by his superb skills. Did you know? That young man used extremely simple equipment to complete a job that even the most sophisticated robotic arms could not complete. His precision of cutting Mechanical Neural Network can reach the terrifying zero point and zero millimeter."
When saying these words, the adjutant's tone was full of naked and unabashed admiration.
Duane Hal Barton nodded in agreement. "This is exactly what I want to say. For those Coordinators, Earth Alliance should not kill them all like Blue Cosmos, but should absorb them back into society and contribute to the overall technological improvement of our humanity. In addition, with the increased vigilance in recent days, I always feel that something bad is going to happen."
"Are you referring to Captain Murrue's remarks reminding Law Lu Cruze that Cruze would launch a raid?" The adjutant's tone was full of uncertainty.
After all, this is a bit too unacceptable in the eyes of many traditional commanders.
Indeed!
Law·Lu·Cruze has proven his talent in tactics many times in the war, and has achieved beautiful results several times in a row.
But Eighth Fleet is a fully equipped space fleet after all!
No matter how arrogant the opponent is, they will not dream of defeating or even annihilating Eighth Fleet with only three or four battleships and a dozen or twenty mobile suits, right?
"That's right! I have seen the battle records of the previous battle between the support fleet and Law Lu Cruze. Excluding the commander's few problems, ZAFT Army has completely crushed us in terms of combat power. If it weren't for Archangel finally turned the tide, I'm afraid they will be wiped out without a single one left, so I must remain extremely vigilant during this period. I don't want my beloved fleet to become a stepping stone to Rau Lu Cruze's fame, do you understand?"
In order to make everyone aware of the seriousness of the problem, the fleet commander's tone suddenly became very severe.
"Yes!"
Upon hearing this, the officers present immediately stood at attention, performed a standard military salute and loudly responded in the affirmative.
Unfortunately, no one present realized that Blitz Gundam had just floated past the bridge a few seconds ago, and clearly understood the entire defense situation of Eighth Fleet.
If he hadn't received the attack order, Eighth Fleet's high-ranking officers would have been wiped out with just one click.
After collecting enough information, Nicol quickly made a big circle and returned to the ZAFT Army flagship without incident.